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An Erotic Adventure Pt. 01

By: Topamperandplease



Part One: The Party

Chapter One - The Introduction

It's around 8:00 in the evening, and I'm getting ready for my first internet party. Having spoken with a lot of people on-line about the party, exchanging pictures, and flirting like crazy, I have really worked myself up for this. Everyone has told me how much fun it is, and one person even told me it is the kind of party that if you want someone to go home with, it is a done deal. A little lump formed in my throat when I heard that one. 

But the clinching reason to come to the party was to meet you. After three or four conversations on-line, having exchanged photos (and liking yours very much), we decided to try and hook up at the party. At the very least, I told you, I owe you a drink. You rebutted by saying that you owed me a dance. Beyond that, I said jokingly, we were not under any further obligation to each other.

Just stepping out of the shower, my mind wanders back to some of our conversations. How flirty and sexy you sounded even though I had not even so much as heard a whisper of your gentle voice. How often I sat there talking to you thinking about you sitting there on the other side of the computer, wondering whether the grin on your face was as big as the one on mine; visualizing those soft, delicate fingers caressing the keyboard to spill out your thoughts and feelings. "Mmmm," I think. What an erotic picture it has been in my mind. 

By this time I have finished getting dressed, black dress slacks and a white collar-band dress shirt. Putting on some of my Cool Water cologne, and fixing my hair just right (I told you about that idiosyncrasy of mine), the time hits 8:30, signaling it is time to party! 

The drive to the club seems to go quickly as once again my mind races with images of you and I on the dance floor. Having no pretenses about how well we will hit it off, or what might happen afterwards, I am focused on our initial meeting, and hoping I don't see disappointment in your eyes. I can even begin to feel a little rise in my boxers as my cock involuntarily responds to the idea of seeing the lust and desire in your eyes which I have been hoping for. I love to look into a woman's eyes and see that look. It absolutely does it for me. 

Arriving at the club, I once again check myself in the mirror (and double-check that the zipper is up). Then, after performing the once over in the mirror, I head towards the door. 

I walk inside the club, and immediately I think I have made a mistake. The club music is hopping, everyone is out there dancing, and being the shy, quiet, romantic man I am, this is not my scene. But a promise is a promise, and I keep telling myself of what I will most definitely be missing out on if I leave now. So, I grin, bear it, and go order a drink. 

Taking a long sip off my bottle of beer, I find a place in one of the corners, and begin to scan the room for you. With everyone consumed within their own conversations, guys making their plays on the girls, the girls teasing them all the way, my eyes begin to search the dance floor. Feet pounding away, bodies trying to feel the rhythm, some with more success than others, I instantly find you out. 

Your black skirt and white sweater top look so sexy on you. Your back is turned towards me, but I know it is you. Not only is the image a match (I could never imagine you look this incredible), but this feeling wells up inside of me, confirming my decision to stay. As you dance around, moving your body to face me, our eyes lock on each other for the first time. It is you. 

You whisper something to your dancing partner, and she glances over in my direction and gives you a big smile. More words are exchanged as you begin to move in my direction now. Dancing a little bit, almost as if to tease me, until you reach the edge of the dance floor; walking the rest of the way, as I take you in. For the second time tonight I can feel the heat beginning to stir within my groin. Your body is moving gracefully, your hips swaying casually, with a hint of seduction, your legs looking so fine. Your breasts full, your smile alluring. And the sweater is just short enough to leave a little area around your stomach unobstructed so that my eyes can feast on your tight, little belly button. 

And as you make your way over to me, standing about a foot away, I can at last look into your eyes. Without saying anything for a few moments, I grin and smile back at you and simply stare into your eyes. Gazing, finding the answers I am looking for, they tell me so much about you. They tell me -- gentle, passionate, sexy, sincere. The desire is overwhelming. 

And after a quick pleasantry, I reach out and bring you close to me for a hug. Wrapping both arms around your body tight, my hands reach out to your back. As I hug you, I slowly rub your back and take in your wonderful scent. The hug lasts for several seconds, holding you tight and squeezing lightly; our bodies tell each other the relief of finally meeting, as we further negate any disappointment which might have been lurking. 

After we break off the embrace, our eyes meeting again, we chuckle at the thought that the hug lasted a little longer than it should have and that people might be watching us. We turn to look around simultaneously to find that no one has been watching; I guess that is a good thing. (So maybe no one will know if we sneak away for a little while.) 

Chapter Two - The Dance Floor

Settling into the evening, we take two seats at the bar and begin to fall into a conversation that would normally have taken place between two old friends rather than two people who just met for the first time. But, after all, we have bared each our souls in a few lengthy discussions about life, love, and passion. During the conversation, our eyes never leave each other, focused so deeply, as our ears pay close attention to what the other is saying. Your voice is just as I imagined it, your mannerisms delightful, and your body exuding desire. 

A break in the music signals the turn from the hip-hop to the slow dance. I motion with my head to the dance floor, and extend my hand. I have already bought you your drink. Now I suppose it is time for my dance. You take my hand and lead me towards the dance floor. 

As we find a small corner of the floor (it is so packed right now), I reach out to you and bring you close. As we embrace again to dance, my hands reach around your back and our bodies begin to feel the rhythm of the music. Your eyes close as you lower your head to my chest, my hands lightly caressing your back, paying careful attention not to move too closely to the exposed area of your lower back, no matter how much I may want to. 

After the first song ends, you pick your head up from my chest and look at me as to whether or not I want to stay for the next dance. I greet your smile with one of my own, my eyes once again gazing back at you. This long stare leads towards my head lowering towards yours, our eyes closing along the way as our lips finally touch. It is a soft, tender kiss, our bodies relaxing instantly at the intensity rushing through our veins. The kiss lasts only a short time, and as we break it off, our eyes open and our smiles return. A sly grin graces your face as you put your head back down to my chest to once again let the music enter you and feel us melt away into the evening. 

With the end of the second song, the music turns back to hip hop, but that doesn't mean we stop dancing. Instead, our bodies separate and we begin to move together, our motions flirtatious, teasing; our stares full of passion and desire. My hands reach out to your hips as I pull you towards me. Our hips grind together, pulling back and pushing forward in a sort of slam dance manner, the heat of the bass telling our bodies which way to move. As we sway back and forth, our actions suggestive of what we truly want, you cannot help but run your tongue over your lips in a sexy, seductive manner, teasing me further. 

After a few more dances, each equally as hot and sultry as the first slam dance, the bass turns down, and the soft, slow sounds return. I take you again by the waist and pull you close to me. This time, our bodies feeling more free to express themselves, I pull your waist towards me tight and holding it against my groin. You can feel the throbbing in my pants as you let out a brief sigh of relief and anticipation. 

Our mouths search out each other again, there in the middle of the dance floor, and the embrace becomes so hot and passionate, that we drift away into our own little world. My hands reach up your face, holding your head as I kiss you deeper, hotter. Our tongues and lips roam the other and our bodies melt further away. Your hands reach for my chest and caress it lightly. Our hips still moving back and forth in rhythm to the music as the temperature of the room seems to shoot through the roof. 

Holding the embrace for what seems to be the entire song, our lips retreat and once again the stare-down of our lustful eyes continues. The next song is a little more upbeat as you turn around, dancing, putting on a little performance for me. You glance back over your shoulders to grin at me again. I stand there and enjoy the scene, taking in your sexy legs, delicious ass, and exposed, mesmerizing small of your back. You begin to shuffle back to me, your ass leading the way. 

My hands reach out to grab your waist and once again pull you towards me. Your hands reach up over your head as I bring your ass back to my crotch, rubbing it up against my semi-hard cock. The mood shifts from temptation and flirtation to pure lust as you reach back to my hair, stroking your soft fingertips through it. My left hand reaches around your waist to the exposed part of your belly. Rubbing it, massaging it deeply, unaware of the rest of the dance floor, my other hand glides up along your side and your arm. Joining your hand there, interlocking it with yours, I pull it back down and place it at the side of my hips. Our bodies move in rhythm, working together on the dance floor, completely oblivious to the rest of the room. 

As the song begins to end, you turn around and attack me with a kiss. The charged-up energy flows once again throughout our bodies. The heat transfers between us. Your kiss becomes wilder, as your hands explore my body further. My hands pull your shoulders towards me again, the kiss deeper and hotter than before. And as the song fades away into the night, we hesitantly break the kiss and settle ourselves down... for now. 

Chapter Three - The Elevator

Sitting there at the bar, our hearts racing at a mile a minute, you lean over to me and ask if I'd like to go back to your room. With a look of shock and deep interest, I turn to you, and nod silently. I think it is time for some true pleasure. 

Getting off your stool, you take my hand and begin to lead me out of the crowded club, shaking your cute ass the entire way. As we leave the club, and walk towards the elevator, your hips continue to sway from side to side as you dance seductively to the fading sounds of the beating music. Approaching the elevator, you push the "up" button, look back towards me over your shoulder, place your hand on the inside of my thigh and whisper, "Going UP?" 

Another grin flashes across my face, as I whisper back, "Oh yeah!" This is going to be one of those nights to remember. And less than an hour ago, this was the farthest thing from my mind. 

The doors to the elevator separate and open for us, and we make our way into the chamber. A quick thought passes through my mind about having sex in an elevator. It's one of those things you always hear about but never really have an opportunity to do. Either you're never in their alone, or the trip is too short, or the woman is too nervous. Something always seems to get in the way. 

As the doors close, and the elevator begins to rise, the heat in your pants does as well, at the thought of having sex in the elevator. Not even a full second into the ride, you reach over to the control panel and push the RED emergency stop button. The alarm goes off and the car comes to a complete stop. Now, the two of us are alone, stranded between the ground and first floor. 

Without any words, you come towards me and hold your hands out to my chest. As your hands rub up against me, your head moves up towards mine, our lips finding each other as we engage in another heated kiss. Our lips separate so that our tongues can once again explore each other's mouth. The passion increases as you move your hands down along my stomach towards my growing cock. The boxers I am wearing are barely containing me as I realize you must be aware of how rock hard I am at this moment. 

You reach down further, your left hand rubbing the inside of my thigh, your right hand finding my heat and massaging it through the thin fabric of my dress slacks. My cock responds to your touch by jumping and rising even more. Our mouths stay locked together for a few more moments while your hands continue to wander my body. 

Meanwhile, my hands reach out to your back and massage it gently. I take you by the shoulders and break off the kiss. You look towards me with a questioning look on your face, but as you begin to do this, I turn you around so that you are facing the wall of the elevator. As you are pinned up there, I lower my head down to your neck and begin to plant soft passionate kisses upon your skin. The sweet sensation ripples throughout your body. My hands grasping onto your hips and pulling you closer towards me as our hips grind up against each other. Our bodies begin to feel each other's heat as we fade further away into the lustful atmosphere of the elevator. 

My hands reach down from your waist and along your legs. Reaching the bottom hem of your skirt, I take my fingers and hold onto it for a moment. My mouth is still exploring your neck and ear lobes. Soft, tender kisses being placed there. The warmth of my breath and the passion in my touch are enough to set you on fire. I take my soft fingertips and begin to glide them back up along your legs, under your skirt this time. The bare smoothness of your freshly shaven legs feels so soft and delicate to my light touch. Your body once again surges with such deep pleasure and excitement. 

Making my way slowly up along your legs, I lower my mouth down towards the v-cut of your sweater top. The moistness of my lips caresses your skin as I move towards your breasts. Placing soft, gentle kisses at the base of both of them; you feel them wanting to be freed so that I can properly attend to your desires. First things first though. 

My hands slowly continue their path up your legs, feeling your heat now, as I move up to where I should find your panties. However, my hands become a little disillusioned as I find there is nothing there. I go further up and over towards the top of your clit and not only find that you are not wearing panties, but that you are shaven completely. Another quick rush of excitement swells deep inside of me at this discovery. 

At this moment, you push my head away and whisper, "We don't have much time. Someone will be coming soon." To that, you reach out for my pants and begin to fumble with my belt. Undoing the buckle, and beginning to unzip my pants, a look of extreme delight and readiness paints your face. The immediate thought that comes to my mind is whether or not you have done this before. 

As you drop my pants, my cock bulging out of my boxers, you take me in your hand for the first time, the pleasure rippling throughout my body. You take me and lead me up towards your ripe, hungry pussy. So wet from our earlier foreplay, you position yourself to take me standing up. You back your hips up against the wall, bracing yourself for my entry. Taking a moment to position ourselves just right, my hips ease up towards you, finding the warmth and sweetness of your pussy. 

You let out a soft moan as I begin to enter you. Slowly easing me in and out until the full length of my cock is now buried deep inside of you. Our bodies now melt into one. You wrap your one leg around my waist and motion for me to hold onto your hips. As I do, you carefully push yourself back up towards the wall even more, allowing me better access and deeper penetration. Now, our bodies begin to rock back and forth as my thrusts begin to find a rhythm, working in and out of your tight pussy. 

Your hands search out my head, running your fingers through my hair. Your moans grow a little louder as my cock continues to pump you. Our hips blend together with each thrust. Your lips come down to meet mine as I continue moving in and out, an obvious taste of what lies ahead. Another heated kiss ensues, our bodies never stopping even for a moment as the pleasure overwhelms us into continuing the full rhythm of our first time together. 

My cock throbbing deeper as your muscles wrap tightly around it, bringing it so very deep inside of you. You break off the kiss again as you throw your head backwards towards the wall. Your hips arch forward as I can feel your pussy tighten even more. I can feel your insides so ready to explode. Your climax so near. 

As I feel your body tense up, I feel my own heat growing to the point of an orgasm. Both of us moan in concert with each other, louder and louder as the tension gets closer to being broken wide open; our hips pumping up and down, as I work in and out of your sweet pussy. With a few hard thrusts, you let out between your moans that you are there, ready to cum so hard, so deep. I let you know with the increase in my tempo and moans that I am also there. 

And as your moans turn to deep screams, we begin to climax together, hard. Our bodies tense up as we slip into each other, becoming one full body, so full of pleasure and satisfaction. The climax of our ride lasting and lasting as neither of us lets go of the other; simply holding you there, my cock still buried so deep inside of you. And as you begin to come down off your orgasm, my cock fully released for the moment, I lower you down off the wall where you were braced against, and we begin to compose ourselves again. 

As I pull my pants back up and you reposition your skirt, I look towards you with a big smile on my face. "I thought they would have had this thing fixed by now. I was so afraid we were going to get caught." 

You reply to my statement with a wink and a smile, "It's amazing how far twenty bucks can take you. I told the concierge we didn't want to be disturbed." 

With that, you lean forward and give me another hug and a kiss. During the embrace, you reach back to the control panel and release the emergency button. The car kicks back into gear and we come to the first floor. The doors swing open and out we go. What a long and oh-so-interesting ride to the first floor! 

Chapter Four - The Back Rub

Walking down along the corridor towards your hotel room, I keep you close to me by putting both hands on your hips and pulling you back towards me. As we come up to the door to your hotel room, and the gateway to what must surely be a night of passion, pleasure, and pure satisfaction, you pull the keycard from within the band of your skirt and insert it into the lock. With the indicator light turning from red to green, our access to Room 130 is allowed as you turn the handle slowly and we enter the darkness of the hotel room. 

Without going for the lights, you turn around and pull me towards you. Through the pitch black room, we find each other. Another passionate kiss ignites the moment; our bodies surge together with the heat of another embrace. Our hands roaming each other more freely as the intensity grows within us; our insides crying out for more and more and more. 

The motion of our lips and tongues begins to slow down, signaling the end of the kiss; the anticipation though continues to drip from our mouths like honey, as we both are fully aware of what this night will hold for us. Your hands fumble through the darkness to find the light switch. Your delicate fingers glide along the wall until they encounter the dimmer and slowly click it on. The room begins to take on its shape in the new light, though you keep the dimmer low, to keep the mood of seduction and sex alive. 


An Erotic Adventure Pt. 01



Without words, you once again move towards me and bring me close to you. This time you bury your head into my chest again, relax, and sigh. As my arms reach around your back, you pull me tight and hug me close. Almost involuntarily, our hips begin to sway back and forth, dancing to the same rhythm, even though we left the music behind at the club several minutes earlier. A brief smile overcomes my face again as I realize this evening is more about passion and pleasure than about lust and desire. And with the synchronicity of our bodies, I am certain our thoughts are in accord with each other as well. 

As this realization hits me, I presume the same conclusion dawns on you as you lift your head from my chest and reach upwards for another kiss. As our mouths search each other out again, this time with the soft light of the hotel room to guide us, more of the tension fades away as we relax further and let our bodies enjoy the moment. Your kiss is full of such excitement, such emotion, and I cannot help but return it with equal amounts of excitement, emotion, and yearning. 

Again, you are the first to break off the embrace, and as you open your eyes, you whisper a question to me. "Do I get to experience one of those erotic back rubs you keep on bragging out?" 

In response to this question, I only stare softly into your inquiring eyes, allow a slight grin to occupy my face, and reply, "Yes, you can have anything you want tonight." 

You move away from me towards the bed. There, you bend over the nightstand and pull open one of the drawers. From it, you extract a small bottle of baby oil and motion to me to come there. I walk slowly, almost as if this is all still some remote dream or fantasy of mine, and move my left hand to your waist. My right hand reaches out for the bottle of oil and I nod in agreement. Of course you can have anything you want tonight. Who could ever deny you of what you desire? If anything, this is what I want. Who wouldn't want to touch you, to caress your skin, and help you find the release and relaxation that you need. 

Placing the bottle on the bed, I reach for your sweater top and begin to pull it up over your head. Your arms reach up and the top slides off without a hitch, revealing a jet black bra, matching the color of your sleek skirt and silky hair. I whisper for you to sit down on the edge of the bed as I move over to the other side of the bed, your body facing away from me. I crawl slowly across the bed, like a lion to his prey. As I reach you, you can feel the hard, lustful gaze on the back of your neck, leading all the way down along your spine. 

As I come up behind you, I reposition myself so that my chest is inches away from your back. You can feel the heat of my body so close to yours. You also sense that I have taken off my shirt, though at this point, your eyes are closed, and your thoughts are fixed on the anticipated pleasure. I straddle my legs around yours, and you can almost sense the warmth of my cock up against your lower back. "Mmmm," you whisper. How you wish you could have that again; however, first things first. 

Finally, I place my strong hands upon your shoulders. I slowly begin to work my warm, soft fingertips around your shoulder blades, massaging the tension and anxiety away. Your body begins to relax as a brief rush of excitement floods your body. After all the dancing you've done tonight, and our brief escapade in the elevator, the calmness of this form of pleasure is so welcome to you. 

Slowly, sensuously I move my hands over your shoulders, paying close attention to where your back and neck meet. My hands dance about your smooth skin, sending off ripples of such wonderful pleasure. Slowly, I take the back of my fingernails and rake them up along your neckline, my fingertips barely brushing up against your skin. Then, I take my fingertips and run them all the way up to the bottom of your hairline, and then slowly and gracefully, I glide my fingernails down along your spine. 

As my fingertips inch by inch slide down along your back, I stop momentarily to undo the clasp of your bra. With only a momentary difficulty, the clasp is unhooked and the bra straps relax. With this, I lower my mouth down to your neck and plant a soft kiss. With the warmth of my breath, and the softness of my lips, your body once again succumbs to the pleasure and your own heat grows deeper inside of you. 

As my mouth continues to plant very soft, pepper kisses upon the back of your neck and the edge of your shoulders, my fingers trace a line up and move your bra over your shoulders and down along your arms. As your bra drops from you, my hands further move down your arms and squeeze them gently, tenderly; I pull you back towards me and your bare back and my bare chest come into contact for the first time. Rubbing your body against mine, my soft kisses become more intensified, the result of our heat growing deeper. 

Sliding my hands back down along your spine, to your lower back, I begin to massage the area, using the balance of strong hands and soft fingertips to give you the most from my erotic touch. My fingertips just sliding down to the top of your skirt, being careful not to go any further as you are meant to enjoy the back rub for now, and nothing else. 

Slowly I begin to work my way back up over your back, caressing every part of your skin, touching off such small fires, my fingers dancing about your body. Once again, I apply more pressure to your back to help release all that stress and tension, feeling your body melt at my touch. 

As my hands rise back to your shoulders, I glide them down to your upper arms, and rub them deeply. As I hold you there in front of me, I once again lower my mouth down to the back of your neck, planting more, soft, baby kisses. Feel the warmth of my breath blowing lightly upon your back. I blow a gentle breeze against the back of your left earlobe, and a quick shiver jolts throughout your entire being. From just the motions of my mouth and hands, you fade further away into the pleasure of the night. 

Moving my hands now around your waist, I hug you tightly. My cock, hard and throbbing, rubs up against your lower back. The heat evident through my thin dress slacks. My mouth planting tender kisses once again along your shoulders. 

My hands slowly move up over your abdomen, lightly caressing your skin as I move up over it. Gliding up, I cup your breasts, as your body jumps once again, as you let out another sigh of pleasure. Our bodies slowly begin another journey towards becoming one. 

Finally, I reach out and feel your firm breasts, my delicate fingers handling them with such care and curiosity. Kneading them softly, massaging you gently, your nipples become aroused and push up towards my fingers. Your body calls out to me, aching to be touched and kissed and devoured. 

Your head turns towards mine as my lips search out your lips again. Embracing you long and hard as my hands carefully caress your beautiful breasts, the stirring within us quickens. Leaving our heated embrace, I move my lips slowly across your cheek; I peck soft tiny kisses down along your tender neckline; taking my time, I press my lips lightly against your skin. Your body rushes with such wonderful sensations from my tender touches. 

My mouth slowly moves across your neck towards your left ear, as your anticipation rises once more. And again you hear my soft voice whisper words that could melt you. "Now that you are beginning to relax, lay down on your stomach, close your eyes, and let your mind go. Enjoy me." 

Chapter Five - The Baby Oil

With those soft words, I get up and off the bed, allowing you room to maneuver yourself into the correct position on the bed. As you are ready to lie down again, I make my way over to the other side to where the bottle of oil is located. Now that you have settled down upon the bed, your arms hugging one of the pillows as your head rests upon it, I kneel down beside you. For a quick moment, you turn your head towards me as our eyes meet yet again telling the story of what we both desire, and what indulgence lays ahead of us. 

I break off our mutual gaze by whispering to you to close your eyes. With this, you move your head back, lay it down upon the pillow, close your eyes, and sink further away into the anticipation of my touch. Taking the bottle of oil, I trail a line along your spine and hold the bottle about six inches away from your body. Letting one drop at a time leave the bottle and dribble onto your back, the semi-cool liquid sends shivers throughout your body at each contact. I take my time with this duty, letting the oil seep down along your spine as some of it begins to form in a tiny pool at the small of your back. And, as the oil covers your backbone, I lower my mouth to within inches of your back and blow a slight, cool breeze up it, touching off more sensations, running throughout your entire body.

Now that you are on the verge of frustration, yet still enjoying the gentle taunting, I pick up my head and reach out my hands, finally making contact with your back again. Starting with your lumbar area, I run my fingertips through the collection of oil at the small of your back and begin to work it in over the entire region. More of the tension and stress begins to fade away as my fingers once again work their magic, gliding easily over your skin with the lubrication of the baby oil to ease the way.

My hands move up over your back, making their way, slowly but surely, up to your shoulders. As my hands rub them deeply, another sigh of relief escapes over your lips, your body falling further away into the tenderness of the evening. Taking my left hand, I begin to rub your neck in slow deep circles, and you comply to this pleasure by moving your head forward and arching the top of your back up to allow me more access to your slender neckline. 

Now that your back, shoulders and neck have been paid their due attention, I once again blow a light breeze along your back, and move my hands over along your left arm. As I take your arm in my hands, I begin to rub in the oil over your biceps and forearms. Taking great care to not miss any part of your arm, I massage and caress your light skin; my soft, warm, oiled hands, silking along your smooth skin. 

My left hand holds your wrist, with your palm facing towards me, and with my right hand, I begin to massage it. Working each of your fingers over between my thumb and forefinger, I rub them deeply, the tight muscles relaxing at my trained touch. Stroking your palm with my thumb, the bones becoming more soothed my hands as I hone in on relieving the tightness and strain from your body.

Upon completion, I slowly release your arm back down onto the bed; the softness and coolness of the sheets feeling so refreshing against the warmth of your skin. Moving my delicate fingertips up and across your shoulder blades, I repeat this action on your other arm. Taking it gently in my grip, and working over your tired muscles, my hands helping to relieve the stress and re-energize the blood flow throughout your arms. You briefly ponder this amazing balance between pleasure and relaxation as your body silently screams out for more and more. 

I consciously take my time with this seduction, allowing you to thoroughly enjoy me. I want you to feel cared for and pampered. I want you to know what it is to make love with me. This, my dear, is only the beginning. The methods and means of our passion seem to be endless. And I wish for us to explore as many of them together as possible. I want you to be consumed by your desire for me. I want us to be constantly one. I want you to feel me close when I am far away. I want to be able to hear your body cry out for me.

Completing the massage of your arms, I gradually make my way down along your back to your ass. I take the bottle of oil and place a few drops within my palm, replace the bottle on the nightstand, and work the oil between my hands. Then, I place them back upon your ass and slowly, methodically rub your soft cheeks, working the warm oil into your delicate flesh. Once again the rushes of pleasure shoot throughout your body and a slight sigh of release and satisfaction departs your lips. 

As my hands glide down over your ass to the top of the back of your legs, instinctively you part your legs a little wider. And as you do, I get my first sight of your sweet pussy, glistening with the expectation of things to come. Working the oil into your upper legs, making certain to run my slick, smooth fingers over every inch of your delicious skin, time seems to stop for us as you continue to enjoy the pleasure of the moment. As you fade further away, your ears can barely pick up the light beating of the music downstairs. The heat is most definitely on!

My hands begin to caress your calves, down to your ankles, and you notice for the first time a slightly ticklish feeling in your feet. As my hand runs over to the sole of your foot, you let out a brief laugh; I've finally hit a soft spot. Not wanting to take away from the pleasure of the evening, I avoid massaging your feet and begin my ascent back up your long legs towards your aching pussy. As my hands make their way to the inside of your thighs, your legs part further, the intensity of the moment becoming more and more evident. It is nearly time to complete your satisfaction. And as you realize this, your entire body lets go, in anticipation and expectation of what is to soon follow.

Chapter Six - The Experience

With the fresh thoughts of pleasure and anticipation still dancing about your head, I run my hands from the inside of your thighs over to your waist. Slowly I urge you with my delicate touch to turn your body over so that I can administer some more pleasure, of a slightly different breed of course. With your eyes still closed, filled with such delicious thoughts, your body moves in tune with my suggestion. The balance between longing and fulfillment seems only moments away as you feel me situate myself further down on the bed between your legs. 

Once again I move my hands to the inside of your thighs, just above your knees. Slowly, cautiously, I spread them as I begin my journey towards the paradise that awaits me. Your body silently screams out for more pleasure. This time, however, you realize that it is my mouth which will consume you.

Lowering my lips down, I press them lightly against the soft flesh of your inner left thigh. Slowly snaking my way up your long, delicious leg, I stop only momentarily to place a few long, loving kisses upon your warm, velvet skin. Once again your body trembles with the realization of the evening and the satisfaction it will surely contain. And as I finally approach your shaven sweetness, I retreat, and move my mouth back over towards your right leg to repeat the same action. The seduction continues.

Kissing the inside of your right thigh now, I use more of my tongue to slide my way up along your leg. You involuntarily spread your legs wider as you begin to breathe a little harder in anticipation. Your body fully relaxed and at my lustful command. You have passed yourself over to me to complete your most immediate wish... your total fulfillment.

My mouth moves further up your leg, within inches of your sweet pussy. I can almost taste you as I hover my mouth just over the top of your clit. Your back arches upwards and your eyes close, immediately allowing your body to feel your way and thrust yourself towards me. With this new movement, I lower my mouth down upon your clit, and the first touch of my moist lips and slick tongue sends your body into a whirlwind of release and pleasure. I take it deep inside my mouth, sucking on it gently, and rolling my tongue back and forth across it. 

Your body begins to move in rhythm with the motion of my tongue as I circle it slowly around your excited clit. My lips rub and massage your clit between them as my tongue continues to work its magic. Your head becomes flush with a rush of blood, carrying such a delightful message of pleasure and full satisfaction throughout your body. And with this further recognition, your moans become more intense and louder. You are now becoming completely oblivious to the room around us and totally consumed with the new, incredible world of just you and me. 

And as my strokes become more intense, your body writhing with each new tender touch of my soft lips and talented tongue, I abruptly stop and pull back off of you. This takes a moment for you to comprehend and before you have the chance to say anything, I blow a hard, cold breeze up against your wet, excited pussy and you cringe at the incredible pleasure it brings you. As the breeze subsides and the waves of brief pleasure recede, I whisper to you, "I have a little surprise for you. Continue to close your eyes and trust me."

Never once through this period of short-lived ecstasy of the baby oil and my mouth have you opened your eyes. The sound of my voice finally reaching out to you is so very intoxicating and entrancing, as you lay back and relax again. You have totally given yourself over to me. That much you are sure of. The rest remains a sweet mystery.

A brief moment passes by before I bring my mouth back up to your clit. Not lowering it down upon you yet, I simply let it float in the air just above your tender, eager pussy. Once again the tension of the moment ignites you. You do love the way I tease you, and the reason of course is because the teasing is always followed by such incredible glory. 

And just as this thought enters your mind, you feel my lips return home to your clit. Once again the soft moistness of my skin against yours begins to drive you wild with pleasure. A few moments go by before you begin to realize another different sensation in addition to my lips and tongue. 

The feeling is both subtle and indescribable and at first you are not sure exactly what is happening. The only certainty at this point is that it is beginning to overwhelm you and send off such delightful ripples of pleasure. Your clit simply shudders as the sensation is both hot and cool at the same time. Whatever it is, you have decided that this new sensation is beginning to intensify everything that you are feeling.

My mouth continues to work on your sweet, tender clit, my motions slow and deep at first. My tongue licks back and forth across the entire surface of your delicious, pink clit. The response from your body to this new level of pleasure is staggering as you begin to flail your hips back and forth to match my rhythms.

As you finally focus back on what exactly I am doing to you, the realization of the moment finally hits you. Halls! It is the medicated cough drop with mentholyptus. You quickly remember how whenever you would suck on one of the Halls cough drops and take a deep breath of air, how cool the rush was against the inside of your mouth. You also remember the otherwise warm, tingling, almost numbing sensation of the drops. Now that same sensation is being transferred from my mouth onto your pussy. What an incredible feeling!

My tongue slides further down along your slit, making sure to touch and lick and kiss every sensitive spot of your pussy. I take each of your soft, tender pussy lips into my mouth and pay each the attention they deserve. Rubbing them between my lips, I slowly caress it with my tongue. Once again the transfer of the "Halls Experience" takes place and your body begins to convulse with the newfound and unimaginable pleasure. You think to yourself that you have finally found your paradise as your entire body reaps in the glory of the moment.

For minutes my mouth continues to work you over, and work you up towards a series of crashing climaxes. Nearing your first wave of orgasms, your insides boiling, my tongue slicking all over your hot, juicy pussy, you begin to moan louder and harder. The sweet sounds escape your lips signaling to me how close to ecstasy you are. I continue the tempo, the strokes of my mouth in synch with the rhythm of your entire body as you begin to tense up. 




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The first wave comes upon you as my mouth continues its glorious torment of your pussy. Lashing out harder and faster, your body tightens to release the full blow as you reach your next pinnacle. And with a long, lasting thrust of your back, a final moan passes and deafens the room as you climax so very hard. 

As wave after wave of unrelenting pleasure hits your body, I slow down my hot pursuit of your delicious pussy. Bringing you back down slowly, and passionately, your body begins to relax further and plunge deeper into the new satisfaction which has overcome your entire body. From head to toe you are nestled in the pleasure of the moment. The rippling waves of contentment still flow easily through your veins. As I near a complete stop, I place several long-lasting kisses upon your pussy and inner thighs. For the moment, I will let you bask in the glory of "The Experience."

Chapter Seven - The Journey

While you slowly return back down to Earth, after the monumental epiphany of passion and pleasure, I rise from between your legs and lie down next to you on the bed. Fully exhausted from joining me on this journey towards ecstasy, your breathing remains heavy but it also begins to slow back down to normal. As you catch your breath finally, you can only open your eyes, gaze at me, and say, "Wow. Simply... wow!"

With that seal of approval, I look back over to you, my crystal blue-green eyes once more piercing you so deep, and reply, "We still have lots of time, my sweet." With a smile, I repeat, "We indeed have lots of time."

You take my words, and the gentle smile that follows as an invitation. You move your hand over to my chest and begin to softly rub me with those delicate fingertips of yours. Your hand glides down over my abdomen towards my semi-hard cock. And as you take me in your hand, your body seems to awaken from its fulfillment, eager to return the favor.

You begin to adjust yourself on the bed to allow both your hands to roam my manhood which is already rushing with blood at the tenderness of your touch. I lean my head towards you and whisper once again in your ear, "Be gentle. Go soft and slow."

The words, a definite invitation this time, set you on fire. With the pleasure you have just experienced only moments ago your desires begin to grow again. You grin back at me, nod silently in recognition of my request, and slowly move your mouth over to my body. Searching out my midsection, you place a series of tender baby kisses across my skin.

My response to your masterful hands and your soothing mouth is to close my eyes, smile wide, and relax. For now this is your show and I am yours. We have now traded places for a short while, until we both find the same overwhelming desire we have been building up to all night long... to melt together as one. The brief escapade in the elevator serves as further evidence of how awesome an event it will be when we finally make that transition from pleasure and satisfaction to pure ecstasy and sheer heaven. 

Your mouth continues its journey down along my well-defined, ribbed stomach; the heat and expertise of your velvet lips sending chills throughout me. Further down, I can now feel the warmth of your breath against my growing cock. Your hands milk me as they slide cleverly down over me. Your left hand wraps snugly around the base and follows my mouth as it rises and falls on my manhood. My eyes shut tighter, my body fully ready as I fall back into the pleasure and enjoy you.

Slowly, passionately, you continue to overwhelm me with such rippling delight. Your soft lips and caressing fingertips urge me to join you in the ecstasy of the evening. My hips thrust quietly up and down on the bed in rhythm with your mouth as it continues to move over my cock, your tongue slicking back and forth across it. I run my fingertips through your hair, signaling the deep passion and ever-growing desire.

As I feel you bringing me closer to my climax, I take my hands, place them on your shoulders and abruptly and slowly push you back up and off of me. I want to make this last. I want us to make that final step towards paradise together.

With this action, you remain in control for the moment and your eyes tell me what you want. Staring at me with raging lust, you move your body up over my hips and straddle me. The concentrated heat of our bodies now situated only inches apart from each other. Your pussy still full with the sustained desired. Now is the time for us to make our ascension towards that beautiful private heaven of ours. Both our bodies ache for each other with nothing but pure passion and unadulterated desire.

Our mutual gaze into each other's eyes lingers, you smile with pure sex and lower yourself onto my awaiting cock. The immediate rush rockets through both of our bodies as your sweet, wet pussy sinks lower onto me. And as I am now buried inside of you, your deepness consuming my heat, it is here and now that the true realization of our union hits me... this feels like home.

Instinctively, allowing our bodies to enjoy the pleasure, we close our eyes and fade further away. You slowly pull your hips up and down as your hands caress my strong chest. I place my hands on your hips and help direct your gentle thrusts as you move your body in orchestra with mine. The softness of both our touches only adds to the intensity as our fingertips continue to search out and explore each other.

Your hips continue to pump up and down as my cock disappears again and again inside of you. Each thrust rises higher off of me, only to come crashing back down harder and deeper each time. The rhythm of our bodies quickens as well as the intensity which floods us. The thrusts continue on, harder and faster and deeper. The whirlwind of passion and pleasure consumes both of us fully.

A new kind of dance is now upon us. Our hips swaying back and forth and up and down not to the electric sounds of the dance floor, but rather to the concert of sweet emotions, soft moans, and utter joy.

Your hips work harder upon me as your hands clench my chest sensing the forthcoming of a new series of orgasms. My hands firmly hold onto your waist, guiding you deeper down upon me. My own orgasm begins to boil within me in hope that we will hit our peaks together.

The soft, passionate moans start to heighten as our bodies begin their final leg of their journey towards heaven. And together, in one breathless voice, we call out to each other and climax. You tighten your muscles and milk me further as I throb hard and deep inside of you. With that, our bodies tense and the explosions electrify the room. Wave after endless wave of pleasure surges throughout our bodies. Climbing deep inside of each other, feeling the full release of both our bodies, we slowly slide back down off that climactic cliff as one. 

With my cock still buried inside of you, you lean forward and lower your head to my chest and wrap your arms around me. I return by moving my hands from your waist to around your back, embracing you and placing a long kiss upon your forehead. We lay like this for a few minutes, allowing us to recapture our breaths and revel in the pleasure. The ecstasy has now consumed us completely.

Finally, and unfortunately, you pull yourself off of me and find a place beside me on the bed. Once again you lean your head towards my chest and drape your arm across me. I place another kiss upon your forehead, sigh hard, and whisper to you, "Thank you."

Your response, with a hint of sarcasm towards my comment earlier this evening is, "And we still have lots of time!" (Yes, my dear, we still have lots of time and worlds to discover together. So, for now, we can relax. We still have lots of time.) With that thought I close my eyes, enjoy the shared warmth and comfort of our two bodies, and rest. The journey is complete... for now.

Chapter Eight - The Awakening

As we both submit to the complete and utter joy of the moment, we gradually slip away into our own dreams, even though we realize the other is probably experiencing a similar one. Our minds have cataloged the events of the night and we both run the mental projector and drift off to the incredible memory of our shared adventure. As a result of these delicious recollections, we are so at ease with each other that we fall asleep wrapped tightly together, wearing only a huge grin. Although the night it is still relatively early, not even midnight yet, rest is the natural progression of our own private Shangri-La. And what a pleasant, sound sleep it is.

Around three o'clock my eyes begin to blink as I awake from the soothing nap. A few moments of further blinking and they are once again adapt to the vision of darkness which has enveloped the room. And in the faint moonlight breaking through a small opening in the blinds, I enjoy the beautiful sight of you lying there next to me on the bed. Your full, naked body glistens in the soft glow, inspiring such luscious thoughts to enter my mind. Oh, what fun it would be to arouse you from your sleep!

Just as this thought passes, I roll over on the bed, facing you as you lie there looking so sweet and peaceful. Lying on your stomach, with your eyes closed tight, your lips parted a bit, and your chest rising and fall with each deep breath, you are like an aphrodisiac to me. You have this way of luring me in and trapping me with such powerful sexual emissions. I don't know if you know that. To me, you ARE sex. The grin returns to my face at this revelation. I don't know how you do it, but you do it for me. Plain and simple. You do it for me.

Watching you sleep for a few more moments, I once again conjure up the images of our earlier enjoyment together. The rapture of your touch and the awe in your kiss begin to work me up and I feel my cock stir once again. It is time to awake you and bring you back to the ecstasy which we have already achieved together. I will apologize now, very quietly, for disrupting your sleep; however, I have no doubts you will forgive me after you understand the reason for your awakening.

The time to rouse you is now, but I have to be sure not to bring you out of your dreams too quickly. I want you to arise slowly to my loving touch. Cautiously, I reach out my hand and lower it onto the middle of your back. While my other arm props up my head on the pillow so that I can gape upon this new act, I begin to lightly caress your soft skin and my nimble fingertips begin to work their erotic brand of witchery, pulling you deeper under my spell. 

I can feel your body beginning to stir as you let out a brief sigh, signaling once again your sweet submission to my seduction. I further massage your back with soft, gentle strokes; my fingertips barely touch your gentle skin, careful not to provoke you too soon. My hands find their way down along your lumbar area to the junction of your back and ass. Cupping each cheek lightly, my fingers slowly, but deeply rub them. My hands glide lower over your ass to the top of your legs. 

I pay close attention to both your legs; my strokes growing deeper and harder. I am now beginning to bring you up and into the present; and, it is nearly time to awake you fully. As I bring my hands down over the back of your legs and to just behind your knees, I rake my fingers back up along the inside of your thighs towards your pussy. A succession of deep moans adds more animation to your body as you begin to rock back and forth slowly against my hand.

As I approach your pussy, feeling the heat against my hand, I reach out and begin to massage you. The concentration of lust and desire is now focused upon my hands, and you automatically spread your legs for me. You are still in your sleep, but slowing coming to; and, by now, your dreams have altered their course to adapt for this new reality. My skilled fingertips search out your clit and begin to engage it. As they dance upon it and rub it hard and deep, I sense you finally beginning to awake.

My hands continue their arousing pursuit of your inner kingdom as I slide one finger inside of you. With this new sensation, you let out a loud moan and your body tenses up. Also, you begin to flicker your eyelids and become more aware of the reality being unleashed upon you. As I rub your excited clit, and slide my finger in and out of your moist, eager pussy, you uncurl your arm and reach out for my cock. 

Now, semi-hard from the vision before me, your soft touch ignites me further. I nearly jump in your hand as you slowly pump my cock to the rhythm of my fingertips. Slowly, we begin to make our pilgrimage towards ecstasy again as our bodies fall back into the bountiful grace of our earlier pleasure. 

You have now brought me to my fullness with your attentive fingertips. I seem to have done the same for you, evidenced by your soft, precious words, "I am ready for you." 

With this, our hands both yield their duties and I reposition myself between your legs. This time though you are laying on your stomach, which allows me both a different view and passage to your sweetness. I kneel behind you, place my hands upon your hips and bring you back towards me. Your ass rises off the bed as you prop your arms underneath you for support. Your breasts droop down beautifully beneath you. Once more the concentrations of our mutual heat and passion collide, as the head of my cock finds the damp, silken entrance to your heaven. 

Slowly I use my hands to ease you back against me and I begin to disappear inside of you. Your tight muscles expand tenderly to allow me deeper inside of you. Your body completely envelopes my cock, throbbing so very hard. The tightness of your body only adds to the enormous pleasure I am feeling right now.

Your body as well becomes flushed with pleasure and further desire in your half-awakened state. The dreamlike reality of our sex floods you deeper and quickens your pulse. Your moans intensify with each long, firm thrust. My hands hold strongly onto your waist, bringing you back harder against me. My cock sinks deeper inside of you as your breasts sway beneath you and rub against the soft sheets. You close your eyes and rock back and forth, centralizing all your energies on the sweet assault of your body.

Yet again our bodies orchestrate their movements; our hips slam home together as I bury myself deeper inside of you. Pumping hard, touching you so deep inside, once more our bodies begin to rush with an enormous climax. I feel your muscles tighten around me as you unleash the first wave of your sweeping orgasm. The soft, passionate moans have grown more furious. Your body begins to buckle with the pleasure as you tense up and climax harder upon me. 

In the same moment as you begin to feel your body hit its zenith, I swell up and climax with you. Hard and long, with my cock buried so very deep inside, once more our bodies jolt each other with such sweet sensations. The pleasure seems never-ending, echoing throughout both our beings. 

And as we come back down again, I slowly retreat from your pussy and lie down beside you. I lean towards you, your head resting upon the pillow trying to catch your breath and kiss you. Our lips are electrified by the unwavering passion and pleasure and the heat fills us completely. Our tongues search the other out more out of indulgence and contentment then lust or desire. We are now satisfied... completely. 

As we break off the kiss slowly and reluctantly, we open our eyes together and stare deep into the other's for a few, long moments. The silence is broken by your soft voice, which confesses, "That was the best wake-up call I can remember. Thank you." 

Yet, with those words, you yawn. I pull you towards me as I lie back down on my back. I bring your head to rest upon my chest again and you close your eyes. My arm wrapped tightly around you feels so comfortable and familiar to you. With that thought you begin to fall back asleep.

And although I know the brief break in sleep is greatly appreciated, I also understand it is time for some more rest. So, I close my eyes, and drift off once again to join you in your dreams. 

Chapter Nine - The Shower

Later in the morning, I begin to awake to the pleasant aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the sound of the shower running. Adjusting my eyes to the new soft light which is trying to break through the curtains, I come out of my sleep and realize you have already begun your shower... without me! 

As I fully come to, I further notice that the heat is beginning to stir within me again. My cock is beginning to rise at the simple thought of you standing there in the shower, fully naked, glistening with water and soap. Oh my, what a truly erotic feast that will be for my eye! And with that last thought, the decision is made to join you in the shower. I slowly get up from the bed, stretch, and walk towards the bathroom. Standing at the entrance to the bathroom, I can feel the steam brushing across my face. The water is towering down behind the thin, plastic curtain. And on the other side, resides my heaven. 

Now, you have left the bathroom door open which means two things. One -- that you are no longer shy around me. Two -- that you want me to come in. At least, that is what I am hoping for, rather than a slap across the face when I pull back the shower curtain. With that quick though, the defining moment is upon me. Slowly I draw back the shower curtain towards the rear of the tub, just a little bit, to peek at you. As the curtain opens slightly, the mist of water and steam covers my face as I gaze upon your beauty. Your back is to the shower head, and you are facing me directly. Though, your eyes are closed and your hands are very slowly, very sensuously rubbing the bar of soap over your body, starting from your stomach and languidly, seductively sliding them up to your breasts. 

As your hands slip the bar of soap around your nipples, your hands so slick from the water and suds, you begin to sway from side to side. You look simply delicious right now. Your eyes are still closed tight and a smile comes over your face. It appears to me that you are drifting back in time to the night before and basking in the pleasure of the evening. What a way to end, what has been so far, a perfect evening!

Suddenly, I get this very sly thought to surprise you there in the shower. To sneak in while your eyes are closed and let my hands move across your body in the same manner yours are right now. You look so very sexy standing there in the shower. I witness the water cascading off your naked body and the soap lathered against your smooth flesh. In that illuminating vision, I can see the satisfaction of our evening coupled with the desire and anticipation of even more pleasure. "Yes, indeed," I say to myself, "I most definitely think you'll enjoy this surprise!"

Ever-so slowly, I pull back the shower curtain a little bit more, just enough to allow me to climb into the shower without being detected by you... yet! I feel almost like a wild animal sneaking up on his prey. Then again, I suppose I should feel that way as I am feeling quite a bit of stirring within me, and you are what I am looking for. You are the prey! What a sweet feeling it will be to finally devour you again. 

Now that I have joined you in the shower, with my body becoming lightly covered by the mist of water ricocheting off your body, I finally smile. I have completed my hunt and, at last, my prey stands unknowingly in front of me. Your eyes are still shut tight and your hands are still putting on such a delightful play over your body. And as I relish in the moment which is just out of reach from right now, you suddenly open your eyes and quickly move your hands to my chest, saying an excited "Gotcha!"

I jump back slightly, realizing I have been duped into this situation, and we both laugh lightly. Your hands seek out my body as mine find your waist. I pull you close to me as you place a kiss on my cheek and whisper, "Good morning." Ah, yes! With that kiss, I am assured it will be a very good morning indeed. Your body feels so warm and wet. And as we stand there, the hot water still showering down upon your back, you take the bar of soap which is still in your hand and slowly begin to rub my back with it. "Turn around, and let me wash you," you whisper.




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Part Two: A Lakeside Encounter

Chapter Ten - A Pleasant Invitation

For that next week, I had been thinking about the party almost constantly. It seemed like an eternity since I had felt that good about me and I don't think I had ever experienced that much satisfaction. What a night! The thoughts of your gentle lips have been driving me crazy. Your sweet voice echoes throughout my entire being.

Furthermore, because of your workload, and the fact I have been traveling, we have not been able to connect online to really talk about our evening together. The most we have been able to do is e-mail each other a few times and simply recount the night and express our gratitude for everything that transpired. Oh, how I wish I could SHOW you what you truly did for me.

Arriving back late on the Thursday evening following the party, and returning to my apartment after a long, tedious business trip, I go through my normal routine of checking all my regular mail and logging onto AOL to check my e-mail. My typical practice is to first wade through all the porno-related and other spam mail and then read all the e-mail from my friends. I smile instantly when I find your message there with the subject, "An Invitation." My mind could go for days conjuring up all the possibilities those two words might mean. However, being the very impatient man that I am, I double-click on the e-mail and let the invitation reveal itself. 

It reads:

"Hey sexy, I missed talking with you this week. So, to make up for it, you are cordially invited to cum visit me tomorrow and join me on a private picnic for two. RSVP NOW! Call me!"

Once again my mind begins to work over the delicious possibilities that the invitation might produce. A private picnic for two? Oh my! Knowing what that naughty mind had created in terms of setting up our elevator ride last week, I can only imagine what you might have in store for me tomorrow.

On the other hand, a quiet, romantic picnic for two seems even more enticing then a seductive, heated fest. After all the magic we shared last weekend, I could almost see us playing the roles of romantic lovers as opposed to being strictly sex partners. But don't get me wrong either. The sex was absolutely fantastic! Who could ever have known my first AOL party would have turned out the way it did? 

Now, all I have to do is confirm the time and place, get some directions, and take the day off! Again, knowing a little bit of what the capabilities of your dirty little mind are, I should take no chance with making this a long lunch and opt more for it being a full day's worth of "activities." As I dial your phone number, I become a little disappointed to get your answering machine rather than you on the phone. I would have loved to talk with you and at the very least gotten a better idea of what you have planned, but I will play along, so I leave my phone number and ask you to get back to me. I further mention that I am game for whatever you have in store for me! I think I may have mentioned something about being ready and able, and very willing as well. Now, all I can do is relax and wait. 

In the meantime, I call into work, leave a voice mail for my boss and let him know I will be out of the office for the day tomorrow, following up and finishing up some items from the trip. After all, why not have fun and get paid for it at the same time! Once I have completed these few tasks, I return to the computer to find my new mail flag highlighted, and so naturally I take a peek. It is another message from you. I must have just missed you online while I was taking care of calling into work as when I click on my buddy list I see that your name is there, but it indicates you have just signed off. If I didn't know better, I would think you were being mysterious to seduce me further? Such the temptress!

This new message from you gives more specifics on the picnic. You mention that you are looking forward to it and that the time is set for noon; directions are also attached to the e-mail along with a very detailed map. And of course, you have given me no more clues or signs or hints of things to come (driving me completely crazy!). How will I be able to sleep tonight, knowing that tomorrow holds the possibility for something on par with what I experienced at my first online party? I suppose the best I can do is close my eyes, try and relax, and let my mind begin to wander over those sweet memories of yesterday not to mention what such delicious fantasies tomorrow may bring.

And so, after a few hours of sleep, the night hampered only by such visions of you and I together again, I awake to a beautiful morning and begin my preparations for the picnic. With the weather prediction for today a mild one, the first preparation is what to wear and I opt for a pair of khaki slacks, blue button-down dress shirt, and loafers; however, I also have learned in one very memorable evening that I should always be prepared for whatever you may have in mind, so I will make sure to bring my favorite over-sized college sweatshirt and a pair of jeans, just in case. Who knows how long this picnic might last?

Now, after a very long morning of waiting (some work and business calls has done little to help speed things along), 10:30 finally hits, and I get the car ready for the trip to see you. So far, the past twelve hours have been filled only with thoughts of you. I still don't quite understand it, but it is most definitely a good thing. The way your soft hands lightly caressed my chest and the way your warm lips interlocked with mine still does wonders for me. My mind slips further away into the exploration of what goodies you might be bringing along, what surprises you might be planning for me, and what treasures we might discover together. 

As I hit the road, letting my thoughts wander, I finally settle myself into the conclusion that I will not think on the possibilities any further. What happens will happen! No matter what you have in store for today, I will try and enjoy our time together. 

Chapter Eleven -- Preparations

Along the way to your house, I make two stops. The first stop is at the liquor store down the street from my apartment. Being that we will probably be outside in the sun, and probably eating something light for lunch, I decide to get a bottle of White Zinfandel and put it on ice in the car for the remainder of the trip. Chilled wine, a soft breeze, and a beautiful woman; now that combination is simply breathtaking!

Further down the street, just before I hit the interstate, I stop at my favorite florist. Walking through the door, I am greeted by that familiar European accent of Mrs. Amadori saying, "Welcome, welcome." I relay to her that I am looking for some flowers which have to be equally as beautiful as the wonderful woman I am going to see, and Mrs. Amadori tells me she has the perfect arrangement. She disappears into the back room for a few minutes and when she returns, she displays the most beautiful long-stemmed pink roses I have ever seen. "These are the closest I have to perfection," Mrs. Amadori smiles at me. 

I return the smile and jokingly reply, "In that case they will just have to do." She applies miniature water bottles to the bottom of each stem and wraps up the flowers in a box. As always, she puts the charge on my account, and I am out the door. "Goodbye, good luck, enjoy," Mrs. Amadori says as she waves to me getting into my car. Under my breath, my only response is that I intend to. I fully intend to enjoy myself and once again relish in the pleasure of spending time with you.

With flowers and wine in hand, I begin my real departure and head out to our rendezvous. The trip takes just under an hour and as I get closer to my destination, I can begin to feel my heart pounding faster. The sweat on my palms begins to accumulate again. I grow nervous with complete anticipation of what is soon to follow. I cannot wait to see that welcome smile and inviting eyes greet me at your front door.

Finally, pulling into your driveway, I can see you sitting on the porch waiting for me. The first thing I notice is your long, silken hair blowing softly in the gentle breeze while your hands hold down the white fabric of your yellow, flowing sundress. I lightly honk the horn twice to signal my arrival and park the car alongside yours in the driveway. You casually get up and walk over towards me and as I get up and out of the car you reach out and give me a tight hug. 

Wrapping my arms around you, the familiarity of you comes back and hits me hard. I can remember the enticing scent of your skin as my nose fills with the sweet aroma. My hands lightly massage your back, across your shoulders and down along your spine, as your full breasts press up against me. You lightly kiss my neck and whisper to me, "Thank you for coming." With those words, I hold you tighter. Yes, it was most definitely the correct decision to take the day off and come see you. I am very reassured of that as you loosen your embrace to move your mouth up towards mine. Finding my lips with yours, they separate and let our bodies enjoy the first of many long, passionate kisses. Our tongues hungrily explore each other, sending such warm and welcome chills throughout both of our bodies. 

As the kiss comes to an end, after lasting for what seemed to be a pleasant eternity, we break off our embrace and look into each other's eyes again and smile. "It is so very good to see you again," are the first words escaping my mouth. You smile wider, give me a seductive little flip of your hair, and begin to walk back towards the house.

But before you can get too far away from me, I reach out to you and motion for you to stop. "I have something for you." And with those words, I reach into the car and pull out the white box from the florist and hand them to you. 

You return the smile again, words not really able to capture our exchange, and you undo the bright red silk ribbon holding the box together. Letting it drop down onto the driveway, you take the top off and pull back the green tissue paper to reveal the dozen pink roses which Mrs. Amadori prepared especially for you. The roses are so brilliant and fresh and nearly in full blossom. And as you bring your eyes back up from gazing upon the flowers, you tell me that we should go inside and put these in some water. Looking at the flowers nestled under your arm as you walk back inside the house, I realize Mrs. Amadori was right. As close to perfection as possible, she said. Of course, the flowers look wonderful too!

Making our way inside the house, I notice the sweet fragrance of strawberries filling the room. The windows are open and the cool breeze from outside has spread the delicious aroma throughout the entire house. Leading me into the kitchen, I notice a picnic basket and blanket on the table. "It looks like you are definitely prepared for our adventure," I playfully tell you, pointing to the table. You turn around and smile, signaling your preparedness. After a moment of that smile, your face turns into a piercing stare, those eyes so full of lust and passion, your mouth grinning slightly, as you whisper, "I'm always ready for any adventure." With that, I involuntarily swallow hard. Oh my, am I in store for something special today.

Toning down the playful innuendoes for a moment, you turn your attentions back to the flowers as you snip off the end of the stems and put them into a vase with fresh water. Asking if I can be of assistance, you tell me that you can think of several ways in which I might be of assistance, but to have patience. "In due time, sweetheart," you reply. 

I swallow hard again and think to myself, "My oh my!"

Chapter Twelve - The Car Ride

With the roses situated in the vase on the kitchen table, you turn your attention towards the picnic basket and blanket and ask yourself what you have forgotten. Realizing that pondering look on your face, I lend a comment. "I hope you don't mind, but I brought along a bottle of wine. I hope it will go well with whatever you have planned for lunch." 

At this remark, you bring your eyes up towards mine and let them stare deeply inside me for a moment. Then you slowly lift the palm of your hand up to my cheek and lightly caress it. The soft stroke is followed only by your mouth moving up towards mine, engaging my lips in another soft, passionate kiss. And in that lasting, single breath of ours, I know that I could get lost in this moment for a long, long time and be very content.

Stepping back into reality, we settle ourselves down in preparation for the day's festivities. Taking the picnic basket in one arm, and interlocking your fingers with mine in the other, we walk outside the house to the car. As I put the basket in the back seat with the cooler of chilling wine, out of the corner of my eye, I glimpse your stunning silhouette easing into the front seat. I also notice for the first time since leaving the house that you pulled one of the pink roses from the vase and you are holding it in one hand. Your gaze upon the flower seems reflective, and I know exactly what you are thinking. Dear, I haven't stopped thinking about the party either. 

Climbing into the front seat beside you, my eyes once again feast upon your beauty. The hem of the sundress hanging just above your calves, it reveals only a hint of what I already know to be the soft creaminess of your long, tender legs. You look absolutely gorgeous sitting there beside me holding that single rose as you pluck the thorns from the stem and begin to talk quietly and casually about your week. 

A few minutes into our conversation, my eyes darting back and forth between the road and you, I begin to experience that familiar hunger which only your mouth and body can quench. I have already seen how your mind works (just the thought of how you set up our encounter in the elevator still chills my body), but perhaps now it is time to give you a small taste of how mischievous I can be as well. After all, I have waited a week for this day and been patient long enough.

With that, I casually move my right hand to your thigh and squeeze it lightly. I smile at you and remark, "I am so glad you invited me." The words seem to help deflect your attention away from your leg as I begin to massage your thigh slowly, gliding my fingertips across the soft fabric of your dress. Now, as the conversation once again picks back up, and you seem to be relatively unaffected by my playful hands, I continue to massage your thigh, becoming bolder and braver with each movement. During the soft strokes, I ever so slowly pull up your dress, a little bit at a time until the hem of your dress is near mid-thigh. 

Finally I make my boldest move yet and slide my fingertips to the bare skin of your kneecap, massaging it gently and slowly. The warmth of your skin feels so welcome to my fingertips as they continue to slowly, softly glide over your legs. I can feel your body just melt at the union of our bodies. You glance down and smile slightly as I continue caressing your knee. As your smile fades, you look over to me and grin wide; you lower your hand down onto mine and quick slide it up the inside of your left thigh. "I think this is closer to what you are looking for," you whisper.

With my hand now inches away from your sweet heaven, I continue to coast my soft fingertips over your tender skin, finally coming into contact with the fabric of your panties. Briefly upset by this new obstacle (hoping another scenario like the elevator when you went without underwear), I slide my fingertips under the elastic band of your panties, and feel your moistness for the first time today. What a sweet sensation it is as you spread your legs a little wider and push yourself up further on the seat, the anticipation beginning to stir within you. 

My other hand firmly grabs hold of the steering wheel and my foot slowly relaxes off the gas pedal, encouraging more control of the car so that we can begin to lose control of ourselves in the front seat. My fingers continue to search the soft, wet folds of your pussy, while the electric shocks of pleasure and release begin to ripple throughout your body. Before we get too carried away in the car, you reach down and help me remove your panties, allowing me access to give you the satisfaction your body has been craving all week long. 

With your dress hiked up almost to your hips, your panties removed and laying on the floor of the front seat, your legs spread wide, my fingers continue their dance of ecstasy. First, I search out and find your excited, eager clit, slowly massaging it with my forefinger and thumb. The subtle gasps of pleasure that escape your lips and the growing dampness of your sanctuary signal your contentment of my actions. Slowly my fingers continue their sweet parade, gliding so easily down along your soft folds, touching off such whirlwinds of desire and delight.

And as the pleasure increases, and your pulse quickens, your body tenses up in your eagerly anticipated first orgasm of the day. Your insides shutter hard and long as you reach down and cover my hand with yours, holding my fingers atop your clit. Allowing the sensation to linger for several long minutes, you finally come crashing back down from the rush and your breathing slowly returns back to normal. Opening your eyes, you glance over towards me to realize I have pulled the car off to the side of the road in order to concentrate on your pleasure. In this new revelation, you lean over and kiss me tenderly. "You're welcome," is my response.

Chapter Thirteen - Satisfying Our Appetites 

After we calm ourselves down and you rearrange your dress, I pull the car back on to the road and within a few minutes you direct me to the small, hidden parking area off a side road by the lake. Your comment was that very few people know about this area, and between being the middle of the week and the last weekend of April, you don't think we will have any "interruptions." Parking the car in the corner of the deserted parking lot, I lean over and kiss you again. Your hands move to my chest as mine cradle your face. The kiss once more confirms the moment and what is yet to come.

Exiting the car with the picnic basket, bottle of Zinfandel, and blanket, you begin to lead the way along one of the trails through the brush. A few steps along the path, my ears start to fill with the sounds of birds chirping and the leaves rustling in the gentle breeze. After yet a few more steps, I can hear the soft, soothing sounds of the trickling water joining nature's orchestra. If I was not in paradise in your presence, I most certainly am now.

We continue walking down a short incline, and as we exit the tall brush, the scene is simply awesome. The lake is so calm and quiet and beautiful. More importantly, it is completely void of any boats, fishermen, swimmers, or hikers. It appears that we have the entire lake to ourselves, at least for the time being.

You motion to a large rock off to our left which extends out onto the lake. The rock, situated as part of a little cove is partly sloped on one side, facing away from the middle of the lake. This sloped face would provide dwellers with a fair amount of seclusion from others enjoying the lake (if there were any others enjoying the lake). "That looks like the perfect spot for our picnic." I nod in agreement and we make our final steps out onto the rock.

As I lay out the blanket upon the smoothest surface of the rock, you begin to fiddle around with the picnic basket and put the finishing touches on our lunch. Watching you, squatted down over the picnic basket with your dress blowing in the light wind and showing off your naked legs, my stomach begins to growl with the pangs of hunger. I have come to you today with a roaring appetite for food and passion. From the hints I have received from you so far, it appears I will be able to satisfy both.




An Erotic Adventure Pt. 02



Taking a place adjacent to you on the blanket, I lie down on my side and prop my upper body up on my elbow. I cross my feet casually and simply gaze at you and enjoy the moment. You glance over at me and throw me a look of contempt. "Aren't you going to help," you ask?

"I thought I already had, but if you insist," I remark. Reaching over and taking the Zinfandel and the bottle opener, I put myself to good use and uncork the bottle. Allowing the wine to breath, the sweet aroma to linger for a moment, I pull out two glasses from the picnic basket and pour us some wine. Handing you a glass, I bring the other to my lips and take a sip. "Almost as sweet as you, my dear," I iterate. All you can do is smile in return (and what a wonderful, sexy smile it is).

You announce that lunch is finally ready and with that you take me on a tour of what is available. For appetizers, you have brought a selection of carrot and celery sticks, cucumber slices, tomato wedges, and mushrooms, with a dipping sauce of Ranch dressing. And for our light lunch, you have tossed together a chicken Caesar salad. For dessert, you made angel food cake with a fresh strawberry sauce topping. My mouth is already watering at the feast in front of me: the vegetables, the salad, the cake, and you. What more could any man ask for than what I have here at this very moment?

Continuing our conversation from the car, you ease yourself into a comfortable position on the blanket, take the glass of wine in one hand and select a tomato wedge. As you bite into the tomato slowly, unlocking its treasure, the sweet juice runs down the back of your throat. I do likewise with a mushroom, dipping it in the dressing and placing it on my waiting tongue. The soft crunch of the mushroom, coupled with the tang from the sauce pacifies my stomach momentarily. We both wash down the food with another sip of our wine and continue our feast.

Throughout lunch, our eyes dart back and forth at each other, the playfulness and seduction taking on more shape as the meal progresses. Into our second glass of wine, we put aside the appetizers and sample the salad. The chicken is tender and savory, the lettuce is fresh, and the dressing is tangy and tasty. Delicious! It doesn't take long for us to finish our salads and our wine before we put down our plates and utensils and settle back into the afternoon. 

After deciding to wait a little while for dessert, we reposition the ourselves on the blanket so that you are laying between my legs, your back resting against my chest. In front of us is the small cove; to our backs is the middle of the lake. The light breeze which has coexisted with us all afternoon has picked up just a little bit, but in our relaxed state, the cool sensation feels comfortable against our skin. 

After rolling up the sleeves on my shirt, I wrap my arms around you and begin to place a series of small, baby kisses along your exposed neckline. My soft velvet lips barely make contact with your milky skin sends a rush down your spine. You turn your head and upper body to face me and I yield the passionate pursuit of your neck and redirect my lips towards your open, waiting mouth. Our bodies melt together in the embrace, our hands holding each other tightly and our wills not wanting to let go.

And under the warm, pleasant sun, amid the light, inviting breeze, you break off the embrace, kiss my cheek, and whisper, "Make love to me."

Chapter Fourteen - Making Love

The breeze begins to settle back down and the sun radiates so warmly in the sky. The entire lake is completely still. And like a dream that I have had so many times over this past week, I reach out to your waist and pull you towards me and enfold your body with mine. I slowly lower you down onto the blanket, my eyes constantly gazing upon you. I can see your chest beginning to respire heavily as your lips quiver and your eyes melt and then, finally, close completely. 

With your back resting up against the covered reef, my lips make the journey down to your neck. As my mouth finds the sweetness of your skin, the warm moist sensation of my lips pressed gently upon you, you let out a soft moan. For both of us, it has been too long since I have held you in my arms and felt the passion flowing within us. The paradise we enjoyed only days before is ours once more to conquer and share together. 

My lips glide over your skin, peppering your neck with kisses and descending down to your chest, carefully maneuvering around the confines of your dress. Noticing this limitation, I bring one of my hands up from your hips, cascading over your stomach and breasts, purposefully slowing as I cup your breast and massage it gently before moving on to the top button of your sundress. Undoing it with ease, your clothes open further, allowing my mouth to continue its melodious rapture of your body. My lips search further to your now partly exposed cleavage. Feel my mouth upon you. And as you do, feel the well of pleasure and anticipation begin to fill your veins and race throughout you. 

Meanwhile, I lower my hand back down again to your waist and even further now to the hem of your dress. With the tips of my fingers, I slowly pull the dress up over your knees and thighs, revealing the velvet of your inner legs. With the dress pulled up near your waist and your panties completely exposed to me, I place my fingers under the waistband around your hips and slowly lower them off you. You lay there welcoming me. Your sweet sanctuary is revealed in front of me, glistening with such anticipation in the brilliance of the fair, spring afternoon. 

Allowing me to pull your underwear completely off both your legs, you then turn your attention to my pants. Reaching out to me, you slowly pull my buckle back through the first loop of my pants, unbutton them, and slowly, ever so slowly pull the zipper down. Then, with your skillful hands, you pull my pants and boxers down to reveal my erection, throbbing in your presence, awaiting its rendezvous with your deepest chamber. This is definitely the moment we have waited for all day. No, this is the moment we have waited for all week. Perhaps, no probably, we have waited even longer. 

And with a look you have never before given me, you pull me down onto you and invite me inside. The look which washes across your face isn't lust or even passion, but, if I didn't know any better, looked like genuine affection and love. And with that wonderful thought, I slide myself into you, your folds welcoming me and pulling me deep inside. Our bodies unite again with the surge of our anticipation and desire finally beginning to be sated. 

You have melted me. As I slowly slide in and out of you, my mouth finds its rightful place back upon yours, our lips parting to accept each other's hungry tongue. I feel so at home inside of you right now. Buried so deep inside, your muscles contract around me as your sanctuary flows with the secrets of such incredible ecstasy. Taking this step together, it feels as if the world is at a standstill beyond our tiny piece of this lake. 

My hips ease back and forth in rhythm with yours. The animation of our voices in response to the deep rush of pleasure grows louder and more accentuated. We begin to forget where we are as natural instincts take over and we lose ourselves in the moment. Long, slow thrusts lead us towards more forceful, deep plunges as the blood bolts faster within us, the rush of our pulse quickens. You reach out to my exposed neck, sweat droplets barely becoming visible, and kiss me hard. Your mouth opens and you lightly lower your teeth to my flesh and nibble upon me, arousing me further. 

This whirlwind of pleasure which has overtaken us continues which each thrust. My hips crashing down against you with each stride, the moistness of your inner thighs eases every arrival and departure within you. I can feel your insides beginning to boil over, the heat increasing, the muscles tightening, milking me with each long stroke. Continuing forward, your full breasts heave in cadence with the pace our bodies have set, not letting up at all as we journey towards our epiphany, our climax. 

Feeling myself beginning to well up, I lower my lips to your ear and plant soft kisses upon your earlobe. The warmth of my excited breath and the merriment of my voice all add to the moment as you yourself sense your pending orgasm. Almost together, we begin our final descent. Our bodies tense up, our pulses almost stop, our eyes roll back within us, and our insides shudder in the glory of this triumphant climax. 

With the pleasure soaring through our veins for what seems to be an eternity, we slowly begin to relax our muscles and come back down from the heavens we entered only moments ago. And after feeling the last of the aftershocks echo throughout your body, I slowly roll off of you and pull you towards my chest. Pulling your mouth up to mine, I find your lips there, waiting for me. Kissing you deeply for a minute, our tongues once again dancing about in unison, I can feel within you what that look told me earlier. 

More than lust, what has transpired so far seems to be the beginning of something more real and more pure. Making love to you has been exactly that. Creating a bond that surpasses our physical union, which only our hearts and souls can explore and dwell in and truly know. I do not know what it would be like, but this surely does feel like that one thing we all search a lifetime to find. Could it be? Oh God, let it be.

And with that thought running through my head, I hold you closer to me and kiss you again. Whatever it may be, there is one thing I know for certain. This is the only place I could be at this moment. There is no doubt about that. And I have you to thank for that. And oh, how I plan on thanking you!

Chapter Fifteen - Afternoon Pleasures

After pulling my pants back up and fixing your dress in case we have any visitors near our splendid hideaway, we settle back down into the afternoon. Closing my eyes, I lay back down upon the rock and just bask in the glory of the warm sun, gentle breeze, and your soft, inviting scent. My body feels so at peace having you beside me, your head lying upon my chest and my arm wrapped around you, lightly caressing your back. You too have your eyes closed and are beginning to slowly drift off to sleep. 

After lying like this for a while longer, drifting slowly in and out of consciousness, I can feel the pangs of hunger once again begin to rumble in my stomach. However, whereas earlier that hunger was for your passion and your body, this time it is for more drink and more food. You seem to sense my unease and awake from your light rest to lift your head to mine and kiss me softly. A smile broadens across your face and you open your eyes slowly. 

After asking me if I would like something else to eat, you slowly rise to your knees and begin to prepare a small plate of vegetables and another glass of wine. Watching you tinker with the food, selecting the plumpest tomato wedges and the fullest mushrooms, another big grin returns to my face. I could neither have asked for a better place to be right now nor a more wonderful person to share it with. Just watching you fix us a snack gives me such incredible pleasure. I can definitely feel myself sliding further away into the newness and freshness and wonder of this thing between us.

And of course, the sex is absolutely incredible... so far. I can only imagine what else may lie ahead. In one heartbeat my mind races to think about the possibilities. In the next, it warns me to slow down and approach with patience. That never-ending struggle between our body, mind and heart is raging within me. And although it can be the most agonizing part of falling for someone, it is such a sweet and welcome pain.

"Are you okay?" You ask as you look at me staring off into the distance and bringing me back from my moment of reflection. My mind had drifted to a place I had not thought about in a little while and although it has been but a week, and we have spent not even a full day together, that is the first place my mind had gone. To myself I ask, what makes this so different? 

"I'm doing perfect," I respond as I pull myself up onto my elbow again and accept the plate you have set for me. As I take a mushroom, I watch you select a celery stick and pull it up towards your mouth. The way your soft, gentle fingertips hold onto it, and you gracefully lift it up to your lips is so erotic to me. Passing between your teeth, you lightly snap down onto it, cracking and breaking it, and chew the captured part with your closed mouth. 

"Are you sure you're okay?" you ask again, with a little more concern, swallowing the pulped celery and looking at me with a little more worry. "Is there someplace or someone you would rather be here with," is your next question. I remember you telling me about your insecurity in the past and I figured that you might have thought that. How I wish I could say what I wanted to say and tell you of the rumblings within me. 

Staring directly into your eyes, they melt me all over again. The sincerity of those eyes shutters me. The light reflecting off them, radiating such warmth and understanding and compassion; how it drives to the core of me. I can only respond in one way. "I cannot think of another place I could be right now. I cannot imagine being with anyone else," I slowly answer. I want you to understand the conviction in my voice and the honesty in my eyes. Look deep within me and realize that is true. Let my words echo and echo. I cannot think of another place I could be right now. I cannot imagine being with anyone else. 

This moment of silent truth lasts for what seems to be several moments before you lean forward with your head and bring your lips to mine again. I cannot get over how soft your lips are against mine. The heat generated between us. How moist your tongue feels within my mouth. Searching mine, longing for the deepest satisfaction you can find. Your body opened to me again as I explore you further. My tongue reaches out to yours, dancing the sweetest of melodies, enraptured by the moment. 

The passion begins to intensify again as I put down my glass of wine and reposition myself to allow my hands to participate in this kiss. Holding your waist I pull you closer to me. Your hands find my cheeks and lightly caress them. Your delicate fingers softly stroke my face as our mouths continue their pursuit to pacify each other's hunger. One of my hand traces a line along the silhouette of your soft curves to your full breasts. I reach up to them and cup them softly, feeling the fever growing within you. I slowly manipulate your breasts and feel them press up against my hands. 

Your mouth releases from mine and a soft moan echoes from your throat as if it were your body that was announcing its desire and proclaiming your indulgence in me. Your head nods up to the heavens, your exposed neck glistens in the warm sun, and I move my mouth to your neck to begin passionately kissing your throat. My lips glide down your neck, my tongue swirls across your velvet skin. The passion boils throughout your body as you rush to lower your mouth back to mine, intensifying the rolling of your tongue within me. Our heads constantly move around and redefine their positions, our lips kissing and opening. Never satiated, we both take more and more in our embrace. Our hands continue to search each other, moving along each other's bodies from our arms to our chests and down towards the heat of our growing passion. 

My hands massage the inside of your thighs while you begin to unbuckle my pants again. I can feel how moist you are. Your insides ripple with such anticipation. My cock so full and erect as you release me into your hands. So warm, you grasp it and slowly begin to stroke it with your experienced fingertips. Almost immediately, you lay me down on my back and continue to remove my pants until I am lying there, waiting for you.

With our eyes once again locked onto each other, your breaths getting longer and deeper, the desire overwhelms us. You pull your leg over my waist and slowly lower your body down onto me. Sinking onto me, your insides envelope my cock and draw me inside of you. So tight and warm, lowering our bodies completely within each other, we let out a simultaneous cry of pleasure and anticipation. 

Feeling your muscles relax again, you place your hands upon my chest and slowly begin to ease your hips back off of me. The fury of desire still building up inside of you, you quicken your rhythm. Each thrust brings your hips crashing down hard against me. Your body consumes me. My hands reach to your hips helping to find the right rhythm for both of us. 

In and out of you, so wet and so warm. My mind races back to what I said earlier. Home -- that is what you are slowly becoming. You are becoming so welcome and so comfortable to me. And you already are so intoxicating; yes, home is the right word to describe this moment and who you are becoming to me. 

Your increased moans and enlivened tempo almost have me at the edge of another explosive climax. I can feel your insides milking me, clenching around my thickness which is immersed deep in you. My pulse accelerates as I get closer and closer. 

And with your final thrusts against me, our bodies finding the sweetest of rhythms, bucking back and forth hard and fast, I arch my back and drive my hips up towards you as I orgasm deeply. I can no longer hold back as I fill your sanctuary with my warmth, and with that flood of satisfaction pervading you, you join me, letting out an enormous cry of release and climax. My body pulls back against the reef and I pull you to me. My cock remains so deep inside of you. Your pussy wrapped so tight around me, holds me there, prolonging the pleasure and extending the sensations rushing through both our beings.

And slowly you lower your body down against me, the beating of our hearts now inches away from each other and once again you fall asleep on top of me. My cock still buried deep inside of you.

Chapter Sixteen - Sweetest Goodbye

After another substantial nap, we awake to the intrusive sounds of children playing somewhere near our secluded area of the lake. Realizing we don't have much time left in our hideaway paradise before we are found out and brought back to reality, we both hastily fix ourselves. You pull your panties back on and smooth out your dress as I draw my pants back up, zipping them and buckling my belt. Once we have recomposed ourselves, it is our regrettable job to clean up after lunch. 

Once we have finished this, we lay back down upon the rock, with me lying down upon your chest. My head resting between your breasts, you softly begin to stroke my head with your tender fingers. The soft breeze is still whistling its sweet melody as the birds continue to sing us a song. And while the children which were once approaching have disappeared back along the trails, a few sailboats and canoes begin to emerge upon the lake. It is too beautiful of a day for them to stay away too long. 

"It seems as if everyone had the same idea," you whisper. Your voice has taken on a new tone. It is no longer playful and seductive as much as it is soft and sincere. Lust and desire has given way to compassion and contentment. 

I answer to you that although they may have had a similar idea, I don't think they came out to the lake for the same reason we did. You playfully rebut that we came out here to enjoy the peace and quiet of the lake and so did they. How can I argue with that? 

After that brief exchange, I relax further against your warm body. We both sense that our time on the lake is slowly coming to a close. You continue to caress my soft hair. "I could lay like this for a very long time," I whisper out loud to myself. And you, realizing that no response is necessary at all, simply nod and smile in agreement. 




An Erotic Adventure Pt. 02



Another few more minutes of lying next to you, the sun begins its descent into the western sky. This telltale sign of the end of the afternoon brings with it a slightly saddened mood. I do not want to leave you. I feel so very close to you right now. I don't even want to get up just yet, but I know we must. For now, at least, we have to return to the bigger world beyond the lake.

The long trek back to the car proves to be an easy one despite the relatively low light. The sunshine is waning and the day is falling fast into our memories. Only a few hours ago we were making our way along this trail towards a wonderful afternoon and now, though the pleasure and release is still fresh, our memories must hold onto it in order to keep it alive. 

The car ride back to your house is, for the most part, a quiet one. A soft ballad plays over the radio as you reach out to me with your left hand and take my hand in yours and bring it to your lap. Holding it, you lightly caress the hairs on the back of my hand with your fingertips. Your eyes are fixed upon the activity with such care and emotion. Unfortunately, I am paying too close attention to driving along these still unfamiliar roads in the dusk of evening and I am not able to watch you as intently as I would like. 

Slowly you bring my hand up to your lips and pepper tender baby kisses upon the back of my hand where your fingers had just been. Softly, slowly, your lips trace a line along my hand to my index finger. You gradually slide your mouth up to the tip of my finger before parting your lips and sliding it inside your warm, wet mouth. It is such a sensual act. Your movements are slow and very calculated. Your eyes close as you draw my finger in and out of your mouth. My finger leisurely passes over your lips, only to be attacked by your warm, wet, quick tongue. 

My insides begin to stir again as you pull my finger out of your mouth and open your eyes again. You stare at me as I am driving. Your face lights up with a wicked grin a slight smile and move your hands over to my pants. Feeling my erection at your touch, your smile widens further, not to mention the leap my cock takes at your first contact with it. Your hands nimbly work the obstructions of my pants and you free my cock once more from its confines of my boxers. Taking it in your hand you slowly squeeze it and expertly move your hands up and down it. 

The anticipation once again fills me as I feel you taking me up and down within your hands. And as my body begins to relax again, becoming comfortable at your delicious touch, out of the corner of my eye I see you begin to lean forward to me. Your head goes directly down and your mouth slides around my cock, taking it inside of you. Your hands are replaced by your mouth as you slowly guide it in and out. Your lips pressed firmly around it, your tongue swirling over the tip. Your body consumed by me once more, still hungry for me. This is the beauty of one lasting memory for both of us before we bid the sweetest goodbye to another day of pure ecstasy. 

I can feel the blood rushing from my head and down to my groin as you continue to pump my cock with your mouth and your fingers, which are wrapped tightly around the base, helping to guide me in and out of you. Teasing me with your tongue, pleasing me with your entire mouth, you continue to feast upon me. Throbbing at your touch, you devour me. Your mouth attacks me with such abandon as the intensity heightens and you begin to feel me burning inside. My breathing quickens and my body begins to tense. 

You feel my orgasm approaching and you clamp your mouth down onto me, wanting to feel and taste my final explosion of the day. And as I reach the summit, wave after wave of pleasure soaring throughout my body, my hands nervously trying to keep the car on the road, you ease your throat to allow me to slide deeper inside of you. Your mouth feeds upon my seed as it flows down and warms your stomach. 

Your mouth slowly slicking up and down me, your lips ease up and lightly stroke me. Your fingertips release me and gently caress the inside of my thighs as I slowly come back down from another wonderful climax. Despite the pure lust in your eyes and actions, your touch is sensual and sincere. The motive of your actions seems to have changed from one of being purely physical to an act of desire and devotion. 

And as you take in the last drop of my sweetness, you pull yourself up and off of me and lean back into your seat. Feeling the gaze of your eyes upon me, I glance over at you and see another radiant smile. Words can barely describe the gratitude I feel towards you, not only for the breaking waves of my climax but for everything today. Nor can they capture the barrage of emotions which are filling my heart and mind. I can only dream of what tomorrow may bring. 

In order to break the silence, and lighten the mood, you tell me, "I never did get dessert. I was hungry." And as that smile turns into a sexy grin, we both break out into a light laughter. 

I think to myself, "How could I ever deny you your dessert?" I just hope it helped satiate your hungry for the time being.

We arrive back to the house, and after arranging myself again, we bring everything back into the kitchen. I set the basket on the counter near the sink, pull out the two wine glasses and pour the remainder of the Zinfandel. Handing you one, I begin to unload the dishes and leftover food. As I open the refrigerator, I glance over to see you staring at the vase of flowers on the table. Gazing into them as if they were a window to some faraway paradise, I put down the containers of food, walk over to you, put my arms around your waist, and lightly kiss the back of your neck.

"What are you thinking about?" I ask softly. You hold your look for another moment as if waiting for the end of a scene of play to unfold before speaking. Another moment later, you finish your wine and place the glass on the table and then turn in my arms to face me. Wrapping your arms around my back, you nestle your head in my chest and sigh a long, heavy breath. 

"Thank you," are the only words which come. From the way you say them it seems as though there are volumes to be said, and yet those two words tell me more than could ever be expressed in words. I pull you closer, hugging you tighter, and plant a kiss on the top of your head. 

Holding you for a few minutes, you hesitantly pull away from me and kiss me softly but quickly on the lips. "Time to go, my sweet," you disappointingly confess. And with that, we walk, hand in hand out the door to my car, where you pull me against you once more, feeling the warmth of your body whisper its appreciation again, and embrace. 

As you break off from me again and begin to walk back inside, I hold my gaze. Such a splendid sight I witness in watching you. I know I could do it for hours and hours and I only hope I get that chance. Making it to the door, you turn around to see me still looking at you, but when you go to talk, I speak first. 

"So what are you doing this weekend?" 

Your body language changes in an instance and once again you become that seductive, alluring creature from my memory of earlier today and the other week. "We're going away together. Didn't I tell you?" you respond. And with that, you turn, walk back into the house, and close the door behind you.